Adorned by the sky
through the light of the moon
effortlessly drawn to the masculine design.
I am woman-hood, love,
casting pearls into the tides.
I toss and turn awaiting their return
but alas they are swept away...
Did I ever tell you that once upon a time
I whispered to the earth
and it chided back in rhyme?
Was it the way I cast my pearls
that the earth was so distraught?
Was it the endeavor to speak the language
of yinmeets yang?
henceforth, the female calls the male
and for the unsung beauty of yin meets yang
all tales are told...